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Tired … oh so tired … from what? No idea.

Yesterday, honey-sunshine dug the car out of the snow and we headed off to the store cos we ran out of kitty litter. Bear had been telling me that his litterbox was grungy, so I washed it out but there wasn’t enough litter to refill it. So off we went.

Terrible … after all that pretty white powdery snow, it was wet and slushy and grungy out there. ugh. And still is … all the snow is melting and it just looks … ugh now. Of course, it being Sunday, the store was “rampacked” =) … stuffed to the doors … “corked” … you know … crowded. Honey-sunshine was not pleased – he despises crowds as much as I do. =) But we managed anyway and back home, I finished the litter, made us lunch and settled in for the day.

Imagine our shock to realize that 3pm wasn’t really 3pm at all! It was 4pm … and we had just about half hour before the honey-sunshine had to leave for work. Somehow, we missed that we had “sprung forward” on Saturday night. I think the only thing that saved us was the fact that I had seen somewhere that it was time to change time … and it just struck a chord in my mind when we realized it was an hour later. So that kinda threw off everything.

I am still trying to figure out why DST is still a necessity in this day and age. It seems like a waste of … something. Stupid tradition, changing the hours twice a year to “save daylight”. Speaking of stupidity … being here with honey-sunshine these last 2 months reminded me of another so-called “pet peeve” … the whole idea that men should put the toilet seat back down afterwards …. er, I wonder if it occurs to anybody that the men have to lift the damn thing in the first place and that it’s not unreasonable to expect the same effort when its time for us to use it. How difficult is it to just put the seat down anyway? Sheesh!

Huh? What you say? Courtesy? Sure! I’m not gonna argue with that … it’d be “nice” to not have to put the seat down, but it’d be nice to not have to shovel snow or scoop kitty litter too, wouldn’t it? Chill out, there are far more serious issues that need thrashing out than whether the toilet seat is up or down for us … I am willing to bet on it. Any couple who can say their most serious issue is the toilet seat up or down is the perfect couple and can I please have their autograph.

There was an article in the local weekly paper a couple of weeks a-back. The title? “Contempt for spouse, career, signals divorce” and it spoke of the early signs of a marraige heading for divorce when there is either a feeling or evidence of the feeling of contempt for the spouse and their career. It made reference to one of the tax commercials that was airing on US TV stations at the time – the one with the wife making fun of the husband who had bought a software program to do their taxes resulting in not having “people” to refer to for advice. Yea – that kinda contempt means that marraige is almost over. Either she will just decide to leave, or he will get sick of being made fun of in that way.

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Wow, have I strayed! Where did that come from? Whew. Enough soap-boxing already … I need coffee. You all have a great day and a great week, y’hear?

YUSH

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